XXXII -- visual;

[breakmychest]

[It's times like these a filter would come in handy, but give William a break. He's only just managed to master the art of actually using the weird futuristic device. Figuring out privacy settings... a bit beyond him.]

Mr. Paddy? [William looks as polite and earnest as he can.] Thank you very much for the pizza. I enjoyed it quite a bit.

[He glances down, a bit embarrassed.]

The thing is... I'm still hungry. Very hungry, actually. [And not for more pizza. William's not sure what he wants, just that he sometimes catches a whiff of something... delicious and confusing around other people.] The pizza was good, but do you have anything more filling? [He adds hastily.] If you please.



[ooc: Guess what tiny vampire is craving blood? It's unlikely he'll actually attack anyone, or if they do, he'll probably be pretty easy to fend off, but his fangs may come out, which will be... awkward all around.]

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[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

It's a big ass spaceship. [He didn't quite get the time difference thing here.] If I knew how you got here, kid, I'd send you home right now, but... yeah. I don't.

[bigbad]

Oh. Thanks all the same. [This man seems too nice to be a kidnapper, or in league or anything, and anyway, he's the man with the food. It pays to be polite. Though speaking of which, he's finished the food now. His fangs slip back in, and he's still hungry, though the meat helped more than the pizza had.]

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[He nodded, still perturbed by those fangs,]

I don't suppose you've got a nickname, do you?

[bigbad]

Will, or Willie sometimes. Why?

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

Just wonderin'. People call me Paddy, see? [Quick, quick, justify your question.] Which do you prefer?

[bigbad]

William. [He glances down at the plate and sighs.] Please, sir, I don't why, but I'm still hungry.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

You serious?

[He paused, then got up, and went back to his kitchen. This was... a horrific thing to do, but it was worth a try. He picked up a bag of the blood and brought it back with him,]

That tempt you any?

Is it human blood?

[bigbad]

[He looks disgusted for a moment.]

What? That's... is that...

[Then without further ado, he vamps out again and bites straight into it.]

it's barge blood? Which is... not human, but not really anything ELSE either. :/

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[Paddy grimaces a little, because he was hoping this wasn't the case.] That better?

I just ask cause Spike's been on pig's blood and if it *tastes* human, he'll angst a bit post-flood.

[bigbad]

[William drains the bag very quickly, then drops it and looks horrified.]

Oh god...

[It is better, yes.]

s'all good. everything I've read makes the taste ambiguous? But I play not vampires. could be wrong.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

[Paddy pauses, as he doesn't know what to say.]

It's okay. You're... you've just got a different kinda diet to other folks. Nothin' to worry about, there's plenty of stuff here for you. It ain't people, if that's what you're thinking.

[Not that he knew. But he wasn't going to tell a kid anything like that.]

Eh, he wouldn't go crazy guilty anyway. He's not a brooder.

[bigbad]

I've had black pudding before, but that was... how did I even bite it?

grand. :D poor spike either way.

[christ-onabike.livejournal.com]

You've just got... real fancy talents. With your teeth. [Paddy shrugs. How do you explain this to a kid?]

[bigbad]

[William just shakes his head miserably.] God, this is a nightmare.